The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1887-05-26

spd every soul Of EN- gcos into Bsskir'
west ehimbly."
Aunt True a., night down, boonet Il
hand. while Joshua enisrf~d upon ih'
subject Ha said he'd give anything ifth,
bees bad come 10 him; be vonld hsv'
planted buck wheat for them, and In the
fall smoked them ouh aud gathered tb,
boney.
Saddeuly Aunt True spols
II don't care iiihem b<es he In Bsskin'l
chmbiyl You found them and you've the
fast right; besides i, opess IN our cellar
and that gives us soma title 10 them
That's sol cried Uncle True "Ol
course they belong to ms.--no question
but the law'l decide that! But Baskins
might no, think sol
II dont s'poss he'd divide. said Aunt
True. 'them Bsslinses is bound 70 set oil
there ia. every time! Shoulda't mention
the bees; may ybo they uouldat fnd il ont
all summer.
Fact Is. it's sluz best u manage folks
quietly" chimed in Uncis True
Little did either dream w1al part they
would bave TO act; or how often be forced
into uniruths.
Never was there such active hot temper
ed insects = the young Baskinses we're con.
tinually getting stung by what they called
hornets Uocle True felt very much like
a liar when be told Mrs. Baskins:
Its powerful year for 'em. I've got
stung myseltl'
Must he there's a nest under the caves
she said as she applied salerstus water
And Uncle True pretended to hunt for
it,
Then when the garden blossomed to
buck wheat alone and Baskins Was amazed
Uncle True explained the unusual spec
tacle by saying he liked TO see it blowl'
Later in the summer Joshua could not
forbear an inspection of the chimney, so
he took cement with him that be might be
able to say to the Baskinses that be was
'mendiug the chimblyl"
"You won't get no thanks from our
landlord, observed Mrs. Baskins; 'it's
his place to do the repairs. One OF our
cbimney's should ought to be seen to, bu'
| won't let my man risk bis neck.
Aud Uncle True, fearing Baskins would
em nj late him aud discover the hidden treas
ure, declared he wouldn't lisk himself on
that slippery roof again.
The buckwh heat bIossomed, aud its sweet
ness was culled by the busy insects.
"Reg'la lar workers, they are" Uncle True
often said, gleefully. That chimbley
must be filling up fast. Things have gone
along nicely. The Baskinses don't mis-
trust; Just as soon as they start we'll get
the honey"
The buck wheat faded
"When are the Baskinses going to the
beachy' each asked the other.
Tue summer went, but alas, the Blskin
ses stayed; they "couldnt afford the sea
shore" that yesil 1t began to look as il
Uncle True would never get chance q,
The colony. Fortunately the fall was un.
usually long and warm. the bees kept on
working clear up to Thanksgiving.
On the morning Of that day, Mr.. Bias
kins started for his native town with his
family.
Calclate to make long stop, neighbor?
Uncle True spoke csrelessly as possible
Mrs. Baskins said "Pa wouldn't hear to
heir coming home till the next afternoon"
That would give Uncle True plenty Of
lime.
Don't hurry backr' he calculated,
scarcely knowing what he said. "Well
water the hens; seems though ye wouldn't
never -ye scarcley ever go awayF'
Then he rushed into the house IS excited
Is boy, thrust miscbievous finger into
ais wife's side, and when she WINGED,
whispered
They've gone at last, coasts clearl'
Even this fact did not open the way for
IN immediate attack upon the bees. The
rrues waited, fearing the Bsskinses might
eturn for some forgotten article; then
came aud stsil oil day.
"Tbey We spilled our best chanceG Uncle
rrue said, dolefully.
Never mind, said Aunt True, well
end Bert to his cousins tonight, and get
ready for an early start tomor
ow."
The Trues retired loug before the usual
ime, and slept too soundly l. for they did
lot bear the Baskinses return about mid
light As Mrs Baskins said ''Pa's too full
o mmodate usi" which might have
,een taken literally after "Pa's" hearty
Inner, but what she meant was that the
.ncestral bed rooms we're filled with rel
lives from distance. As these we're from
cyclone district, the young Baskinses
lesrd tale of horror that sank deep into
heir young minds.
mo part Of our country is safe these
lays" said Baskins
"0ut our way we're prepared. said the
yclone relative; "We have cave in the
ellar to run into; let The house sail of
hen we're safei"
The winds going to sweep us yet.
aid Baskins, rolling bis big eyes prophet
cally; whats to binders folks is cut
ing of trees, and leveling the hills as fast
s they can. Some day they'll wake up
nd ind themselves to the mercy o the
lemcnis."
Under the circumstances, IL is not sur
rising that the children aud Mrs. Bafkins
reamed Of cyclones
The Trues began operations st day break.
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